A Touch of Memory

[KAELIA BRYNN HALLOWAY]

Sila's hand rests over my forehead. My eyebrows crease, breathing lagging shortly. Alright. This was the Visior. The seer. I rack my brain for more information.

She said she could see the past or something?

"So this one requires touching.." I joke playfully trying to relieve my nervousness, my gaze sliding up to Lady Matilda.

There's a knowing chuckle against her lips, and